Thrall & Emberfall
Remember that night the sky turned blood red and we had to protect the village, Thrall? I still can’t shake the way the firelight danced on the walls. How did the spirits respond to that chaos?
I felt the storm inside us, the fire in the sky mirroring the fire in the earth. The spirits didn't rush, they gathered, their voices a low, steady hum that steadied the air. They guided our hands, filled our hearts with calm, and whispered the path through the chaos. In that darkness we found a quiet strength, a reminder that even when the sky turns blood red, we are never alone.
That’s exactly how we ride the storm—hands on the helm, heart in the roar. Keep that calm humming inside you, and no red sky can shake us.